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Closing Up
Is growing dark and cold.
Everyone around me
Is closing up,
I'm growing old.
My heart is filled with anger.
I have no strength to let it out.
But you could be the person
To break through all my gates.
You could be the only one
To whom I confess my fears,
But you don't really want it.
You can't hear me scream.
I bet you don't even listen.
I'm sick of everything.
Fall into the ocean,
Float myself away.
The coldness doesn't matter,
Neither does the pain.
I wonder what you're thinking?
If wonder if you know
That everytime I breath in
My heart just beats more slow?
And even though it seems like
I am feeling fine,
Truly, I am shattered,
Truly, I am blind.
And you won't be my something,
You won't be my shield.
You won't lift my soul away,
Fly me far away from here.
So I guess I'll just lay down
And try not to let the tears fall,
Pool on the floor and make a river,
To carry me away,
Far away,
From you and from it all.